Gold On Your Skin

Red velvet ropes open wide for your name

You trade a heart for a spark in the game

High heels stepping on the hands of the weak

Only gold is the language you speak

And you think you're ahead of the race

With a smile painted on a cold face

Gold on your skin,

but your heart is like stone

You bought the world but you're sitting alone (yeah)

Yeah, pocket full of cards but your soul's in debt Leaving cold

tears on a silk bedsheet,

yeah You sold the truth just to buy the view

Now nobody's left to talk to you

Gold on your skin,

but your heart is like stone

You bought the world but you're sitting alone

(ooh, all alone)

Just a shadow in an empty room